POV: Anakin Skywalker

The next month had been scaring the hell out of me for various reasons. For one, Caydra raised our rent payment even though we weren't doing much to warrant that. Most importantly, Ahsoka has been going through a lot of pain recently and she'd just started bleeding uncontrollably today. I skipped work to stay home with her because I was that concerned. She woke me up this morning, crying, and I refused to leave her alone when she was so scared.

I held her in my arms on our bed and I kissed her forehead over and over again. She'd eventually gone back to sleep, but I couldn't. I was scared for her. She lost our baby once and I was afraid she was going to lose it again. The thing was, I knew she was stressed before losing it the first time. I was in a lot of debt for the wedding and I had bounty hunters all over my ass then, but we'd managed to get by. She had stressed over me and we'd lost our baby.

I rubbed her stomach. I felt the small bump that had formed as a result of the pregnancy and a few tears trickled down my face as I realized that these were the signs the last time she lost the baby. I wanted to sob completely, but I didn't want her to wake up to this. I didn't want her to think she'd just lost our second baby. She wouldn't understand why and I couldn't honestly tell her why. I had no clue how it happened this time. Everything was paid off and she was happy. Glynn and Atak had been helping us very graciously and Ahsoka had been happy to see her brother again.

I couldn't see how this had happened. She hadn't stressed one bit since learning she was pregnant. We'd talked about everything and the only thing she could talk to me about over the last month was how happy she was and how excited she was. We'd even been brewing ideas for a nursery over the last few weeks.

My holocom was beeping across the room and I bit my lip before sucking in a shaky breath. I wiped my eyes and face before gently sliding away from Ahsoka. I grabbed the com and walked out of the bedroom and plopped down onto the couch. I answered and Glynn appeared. She was in her work uniform and she looked concerned. "Hi, Anakin. I'm just checking in on you. You didn't come to work or call in sick. Is everything okay at home?"

I shook my head and couldn't help the fact that I'd begun crying again. "I think she lost the baby," I gasped. "She's showing signs and she's in pain. I can't feel the baby inside of her anymore. She… She didn't know I could feel it. I can't anymore. I just can't."

Glynn looked so upset, but it wasn't as intense as how upset I was. I could feel tremors of my own pain shaking the Force and it would only be a matter of time before someone came to check up on us. The first time this happened, Obi-Wan had come down. He'd managed to help me through this and had given me advice on how to soothe Ahsoka's mind of the darkness that had begun overwhelming her.

"Glynn, I have to go," I said through my teeth.

I could barely see her image through my tear-filled eyes and I couldn't take it anymore. "My condolences, Anakin. Please, just take care of yourselves. Atak and I will see you when you're ready to have visitors again."

I nodded and she disconnected the link. I burst into tears, throwing the holocom across the room. It shattered against the wall and clattered against the floor. I gripped my hair tightly and tugged on it in frustration. How could this happen again?

"Ani?" I looked up in horror as I saw her standing in the doorway. Her eyes were widened as she sped towards me. She knelt beside my legs and rested her hands on my knee. "My love, what's wrong?" I straightened up and so did she. She grabbed my hands and held them in hers tightly. "Talk to me, sweetheart."

"I – I think we need – need to go to a med droid," I whispered.

She nodded and I stood up with her. She gave me a tight hug and I continued to cry. "Everything will be okay, Ani… I promise."

I nodded even though I knew it wasn't true. We would discover that she'd had yet another miscarriage and she would attempt suicide again or fall into a deep, dark depression. She held onto my shoulders for support and I rested my hands on her hips, holding them tightly. I couldn't imagine the look on her face once we found out we lost another baby. The first time had been heartbreaking enough, but I knew it this time and it killed me even more.

"Let's go," I whispered. She tilted her face towards mine and I kissed her as lovingly as I could.

Later.

Ahsoka asked me if I could step out for a few minutes and I'd hesitantly obliged. I knew there was no possibility of the baby being okay inside of her. I felt its death and I felt the emptiness inside of her. I kissed her montrals before leaving her in the room with the droid. A medic met me outside of the room as well as Obi-Wan.

"Anakin –"

"Obi-Wan, please, just don't."

He came closer to me and gave me a hug. It was the kind of hug he gave me before I left the temple and he said, "I love you, little brother."

I'd always imagined him as a father figure to me, but I couldn't do that anymore. He'd become closer to me than a father son relationship. He was my brother and I needed him right now. I embraced him and cried into his Jedi robes. "I wish I could help her," I said through my teeth angrily. Ever since she and I had gotten together, things hadn't gone the way I'd hoped they would.

I gritted my teeth and hated feeling Ahsoka's anguish in the other room. I wanted to hold her so tightly and promise her that things would get better, but I couldn't lie to her like that anymore. I'd said the first time was a blessing and this time was as well and it ended horribly both times.

Obi-Wan led me over to a couple chairs and held my hand in a brotherly fashion. "I'm sorry, Anakin, and I wish I could help you both, too. That's actually why I'm here. I believe I may have a solution, but I'm not sure if you're going to like it very much."

"What's that?"

"I've done some research and I believe I've figured out why Ahsoka can't carry your babies for very long."

"Is it me?" I blurted out. "Because her sister –"

"Her sister is half human and that makes her more compatible with her husband. Her husband is fully human. Ahsoka, however, is fully Togruti. It's still very possible for her to reproduce with you, but it's highly unlikely as well. She's extremely capable of reproducing with humans once she is around the age of thirty…"

I gaped at him and growled in frustration. "She can't wait that long. She wants a baby now."

"Then I'll ask you about option two."

"Give me the damn thing already!" I screamed. I was losing my patience. The only thing I wanted to do right now was help Ahsoka. I wanted Ahsoka to have a baby and I wanted it, too.

"Anakin, humans can carry Togruta babies." He paused and I didn't understand what he was getting at. "Anakin, I've spoken with a medic. As… physically impossible as this sounds…"

I groaned and glared at him. "Will you stop this? I need you to tell me now. You keep hesitating and it's pissing me off."

"This medic can perform a rare process. He can take her eggs and insert them into your body."

I jumped up and shouted, "What the frak?"

He stood up and tried to calm me down by grabbing my shoulders. "Anakin, take it easy. I know how ludicrous that sounds, but he can make it possible. You just have to be willing and so does Ahsoka. Her eggs and your sperm will still make a baby that you two created and are a part of, but you're the one that will carry it and give birth to it."

I stared at him and laughed darkly. "There is no way in hell that this is possible. There is no way in hell I can carry a baby. I don't even have a birth canal to give birth to it!"

"It was just an option. Otherwise, you two are going to adopt and I know you're against that. You want to be attached to a child and have it completely related to you. The only way you can do that is if you two keep trying to have children which, nine of ten times, will fail, unfortunately."

"Thank you so much for the optimism," I said sarcastically. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get my wife and take her home."

I was about to storm past him, but he gripped my shoulder tighter and pulled me back. "Anakin, please, just take this into consideration. You wouldn't have any complications while carrying the baby. The medic I spoke to has tried it before and it was successful. The couples he did this to have a happy, healthy child."

"I don't want to be its mother and its father."

"You won't be. You'll still be its father. You're just going to carry it for Ahsoka. It still took her eggs and your sperm to create it, so she's still the mother."

The door opened up and Ahsoka stood there with tears in her eyes. I knew she hadn't heard us, but she was still hurting inside. I could feel her agony and I glared at him. I walked over to her and she wrapped her arms around my waist before crying against my chest. I stroked her rear lek gently and kissed her montral tips. "Let's go home," I whispered.

She nodded against my chest and straightened up. I gently wiped her tears away before kissing her forehead. She grabbed my hand and stared at Obi-Wan sadly. He came closer to us and gently hugged her, telling her how sorry he was for our loss.

As soon as he stepped away, she squeezed my hand and rested her hand on her now completely flat stomach. I could feel the hollowness just by looking down at her and it killed me. As much as I liked seeing her happy, I didn't think I could get myself pregnant. She leaned against me as we walked out of the medical facility. She let go of my hand and I wrapped my arm around her, rubbing her side slowly.

We got into the speeder and sat there for a few minutes in silence. I stared at her sadly and watched her cry silently. It broke my heart completely. I slid my hand across the seat until I gripped hers. I intertwined our fingers and she stared at me sadly. "I'm sorry, Ani."

"Don't be," I whispered. "I'm just as sad as you are." She nodded slowly and I leaned towards her to kiss her. "I'm sorry that we had to go through this again. I'm sorry you had to go through it again…"

"I don't want to get pregnant anymore."

Whatever was left of my sanity had burst into oblivion. I saw the hopelessness in her eyes and I felt it in her soul. There was no way I could convince her to try with me again if this is how she felt.

I bit my lip and kissed her cheek. "Then I will do it for you," I whispered.